My first Ballbuster (True Story)

I have had a ballbusting fetish before I ever even kissed a girl, but I only watched videos of other men getting their nuts abused and never felt any pain in my own. I have never been able to get off to self-busting, so I was in the position where I craved to have my balls busted one day, yet had never actually taken a nut shot.

I was an outlier in society all through my childhood. Since 7th grade I was a three sport athlete (football, wrestling, and track) yet I didn't have much in common with my teammates because I was also a huge nerd/introverted type of guy. I had two sets of friends throughout HS, the Jocks who I played with, and the geeky kids I actually shared interests with.

Fast forward to my Senior year of HS. All throughout school I was the completely incapable of communicating with girls. I was a chubby kid growing up, but after 4 years of high school sports my body matured into being a mostly muscular 6 foot 1 guy, known around school because I was the team captain on the football team. All of the fat that used to be around by big ass head was slimmed down, and I finally became a more confident man as my teammates' girlfriend told me that she didn't understand why I didn't date anyone.

Since Middle School I had a crush on a beautiful hispanic classmate named Arelice (Dif IRL Name) and I knew she liked me back. We sat together in an AIG course for an entire year in 8th grade, and she flirted with me constantly. Even one time during an EOG (end of grade test) she began to her feet up and down my leg throughout the exam. (I bombed that fucking test thanks to that) Sadly, I just never had the courage to pull the trigger, even after she told me that I looked cute one morning in english class (sophomore year HS). By senior year she started dating someone, so I realised I had blown my opportunity.

However, in the second semester of senior year I starting becoming friends with a girl in my AP bio class. Her name was Ashley (Dif IRL name) and she was a geeky girl, yet she had an athletic build. She had pale white skin, but had bright red birthmarks that ran from her ankle up to her thigh on her left leg. Despite the fact she knew nothing of any sport/athletic activities her legs were very muscular and fit. She had brown-maple colored hair with with nearly shaved sides, and long, beautiful, curls on top. And She had the most piercingly beautiful green eyes, that sometimes looked yellow. Did I mention that I later found out she secretly had great tits, but because she felt self-conscious about them she only ever wore sports bras, which hid them away.

Ashley and I sat next to each other in AP bio and began to make constant conversation during class every day. Our teacher in that class was very laid back, and literally gave us about 45 minutes a day to work and groups and just chat. I felt our friendship became romantic around march of 2019. I had brought my guitar to school to play a role in a project we had in class, and began to hold a mini concert for the entire class. Later in class I was letting Ashley hold my acoustic guitar and I guided her hands from behind her to let her strum the strings while I made the chords. To that point in my life this was the most intimate I had ever gotten with a girl, so naturally my 18-year-old virgin dick became stiff against Ashley's back. She didn't say anything, but she looked back over her shoulder and made a mischievous smile. At that point Ashley and I snapped each other until 1-2am at night almost every night.

A couple of weeks go by, and prom was coming up in April. Ashley, being the socially awkward type that she was, wasn't mentioning much of Prom, and I myself hadn't gone the year before either. When we snapped late at night Ashley would get into the habit of starting conversations where we would ask each other very personal questions. Questions such as, "What is your deepest, darkest, secret?" and, "Are you a virgin?" type of stuff. Well I knew I was a virgin, and Ashley said that she was as well. One night she asked me, "Who is your crush right now." and my heart sank. Ashley had figured out that I liked Arelice at one point, and it just so happened that Arelice was in the AP bio class that Ashley and I shared. As a man, and I feel that other men can attest to this, even though Ashley was giving me several signs that she was interested, I was afraid that she could still be joking and waiting to embarrass me. But I also didn't want her to think I liked Arelice over her.

I responded,

"Uhh, idk, I'll tell you if you answer first."

she replied, "That's not fair, I asked you first."

Finally I swallowed my nerves and typed the truth, "Well, I've kinda had a crush on you."

She didn't reply immediately, and I waited in nervous anticipation as the "..." kept appearing on snapchat. Her response threw me off guard, "Ew...why would you want to do that?" I was confused, and reacted, "Uhh, Idk."

I knew Ashley didn't carry a lot of self-confidence, but she always put herself down way more than she deserved. It seemed like she didn't really believe that I liked her, and because of that she was afraid to express her feelings for me.

The conversation ended that night, and I honestly began to think that her response meant that she didn't want a romantic relationship with me, and that I had made things very awkward between us. However, the next week in class she begins to ask me about prom. I told her that my teammates had convinced me to go with them regardless of the fact that I did not have a girl to attend with. She was saying that she was convinced by her friends to go as well, but she also didn't have a date. I proposed to her, "Would you want to go with me, but like not as dates. Just as two friends." She then replied, "Oh, you want to go as 'friends'...sure." In a mocking tone cause she already knew I liked her.

**(I do apologize that this story is dragging out with so much background information)**

Ashley Got her license when she was 16, but I didn't have one yet as I never took driver's education. (I played sports too much and didn't have the time to miss practices in the afternoons.) So Ashley would drive me to school every morning. I still remember how she would park her car in my driveway, and come running towards me every morning and jump into my arms, with her legs wrapped firmly around my waist. One night when she dropped me off at my house, she was asking why I haven't made the move to kiss her yet. I replied, "I've been wanting to, but I didn't know if you wanted me to." She said that when we get out of her car to say goodnight that she was expecting me to 'shoot my shot' So I did, and that was my first ever kiss. (Yes I was 18 when I had my first kiss)

As we both prepare for Prom with our respective friends, (because I had to find a vest and bowtie that matched her burgundy dress) Ashley comes with me to go shopping for some shoes for me to wear. It was at that moment in one of the isles of the Steve Madden store, Ashley begins to get quite playful with me and all of the sudden starts to play fight with me behind a clothes rack. Next thing I know she starts going for my balls, and I had to pretend to defend myself as she tries to playfully knee me in the nuts. I couldn't believe what was happening! My biggest sexual fantasy was coming to fruition and Ashley didn't even know how aroused I was. I stopped her and said, "Go ahead I'll give you a free shot." She laughed with excitement and said, "Really? Okay." And like that she gave a good knee in the crotch. It wasn't a full force 'self-defense' type of strike, but I felt it pretty good, and needless to say, my dick instantly became hard. "Wow, I'm surprised you took that so well." she said. "Hey I'm a football player, im tougher than most guys out there." I replied. When I got home that night I jerked off just to the memory of her knee smashing into my balls as she playfully giggled.

Weeks go by and it is finally prom night. My friend group wanted to have pictures taken in a nice spot downtown before we went to prom. (I am from a small country town, but we had access to bigger cities just 30 minutes away, so our HS prom was at a fancy hotel's convention center) After pictures, instead of eating with our friend groups, Ashley and I wanted to have a private dinner together and then meet back with our friends at prom. So we went to a nice steak restaurant in town, where we saw several other Prom couples. And during dinner Ashley begins to start questioning me on what kinks I have. (I swear she was the type of girl that liked to see me get uncomfortable and flustered) So I devised an answer that would expose my kink, "Well you know when we were at the shoe store and you started playfully fighting with me?" I saw the corners of her lips begin to curl into a smile, "Oh you mean when I hit your balls?" she replied seductively. At that moment I felt the tip of her shoe (she was wearing heels) between my legs as she rested her foot on top of my balls. I suddenly lost the ability to speak, and just nodded my head in affirmation. She replied, "Oh, you are kinky." (I have never had much issue with premature ejaculation, but let me tell you, if there was ever a time I came close to cumming in my pants it was at that moment.)

Since there was a tablecloth, no one else in the restaurant could see that she was playing soccer with with testicles under the table. For our entire dinner she kept her foot on my balls, not so hard so like she was kicking them. It was more of a squeeze as she had my balls pinned between her high heels and the chair. She said, "I never would have thought a big tough guy like you would be into this kind of stuff, but I have to admit I kind of like that you like it." This was a surprise to me, that my kink (that I was ashamed of and never could let any of my friends find out about) was being so well accepted by my first girlfriend. I realised that because I was a big tall jock and she was a geeky girl who never talked to many athletes, that she was intimidated by me at first, but I think that once she found out I was into being dominated by her, she was much more comfortable and trusted me.

There was little ballbusting for the rest of that night. I remember her grinding her ass on my dick on the dance floor for hours. After all the teasing from dinner and prom, I had precumed so much in my boxers it was almost as if I had pissed myself. Luckily for me, Ashley's parents agreed to let her stay the night after prom at my friends house were all of us couples were sleeping over after prom since it ended so late in the morning. My friends parents obviously were against letting couples sleep together, so I had to sleep on a couch with my balls literally throbbing because of all the teasing, but when everyone was asleep ashley climbed on top of me and woke me up in the middle of the night. We hadn't even touched each other's genitals to that point, but she slid her hand under my blanket and inside my boxers. I was so pent up, and she had me in the palm of her hand. Without even saying a word, she started to jerk me off. It was the first time a hand other than my own had touched my dick so you can imagine how long it took before I started begging her to slow down before she ruined my pants, the blanket, and probably the couch too. She didn't listen though, and defiantly kept stroking my dick, until I came all in my boxers. She seemed shocked at how much come was coming out of my dick and asked, "Is it going to stop or what?" with concerned look in her eyes. Finally after completely soaking my boxers and covering her whole hand with cum, my orgasm was finished. We had to sneak to the bathroom together for her to wash her hands, and for me to wash my boxers in the sink. I just went back to sleep on the couch with wet boxers hoping they would dry by the morning.

Ashley was totally into abusing my balls. I got to experiment with a lot of ballbusting techniques with her in the coming months. By far my favorite thing she would do is while she was driving and I was in the passenger seat, I would make sure to leave my legs spread wide apart to give her a wide open window. Without warning Ashley would surprise me with a really hard fist directly into my balls, and would laugh as I curled up against the door holding my nuts. I would always say something like, "Oh my god, I hate that I like this so much." And she would reply, "Yeah you're weird, but this is really fun for me!" It made it so much more enjoyable for me that she actually enjoyed busting my nuts.

Like I said earlier I was a complete novice when it came to getting hit in the balls so there were some things I couldn't quite take very well, like the first time she tried kicking me in the balls. I mentioned how strong her legs looked, and that she was secretly very athletic, so when I tried to let her kick me for the first time I couldn't help but flinch every time she stepped into her wind up. I told her, "I feel like you're about to castrate me with one kick." She responded, "Oh, don't be such a pussy cover your eyes so you stop flinching." I obeyed and waited with my eyes covered, terrified of how bad my balls were about to be flattened. My suspicions were realized when, for the first time, I was dropped due to the pain in my testicles. Her giggling continued for about 10 seconds until she saw that I was not getting up so fast, "Oh my, are you alright? I didn't break them did I?" I reassured her while curled on the ground in agony, "Nope...ugh. You're alright, that was very hot." After being reassured that I was okay, she placed her sneaker on my hand-covered crotch and flexed her arms in a victorious position. She helped me up to my feet. Later she made up for the kick by jerking me off in her car a few moments later. She said, "I'm surprised your dick can still get hard after that kick! Balls must be tougher than I thought." She held by swollen balls in her hand has she stroked my dick. She then worked her thumbs over each of my testicles checking if she had "cracked one of my eggs." Her gentle massage felt almost as painful as her punches usually were because my balls were so sore. As I came, her gentle grip went a little tighter and made my cum shoot so far that some of it landed in my hair. For the next two days my whole crotch felt sore, which I admit was very arousing to me.

Ashley was not the type of girl that was always DTF (Down to fuck), so when we did anything sexual it always felt even better to me. To this day I haven't met a girl who can jerk me off like she did. Every girl I have been with since usually needs me to take over if I am jerking off to cum, but Ashley could jerk my dick just as good as I could myself. She and I did not have a long relationship, as the end of our senior year was looming and we knew that we were attending two different universities. And I even thought of begging her to wait for me cause I was willing to transfer to her school after my first year. (I had a scholarship to play football in college so I was already committed to go to my school) However, Ashley was more mature than me and she knew that we both should go to college without clinging to a 3-month HS relationship. But that summer of 2019 were some of the best months of my life.

(This was my second every attempt at writing a BB story, and only time sharing a real life sexual experience, so please bear with me on my writing style.)